Whats the point of even having a saddle if its just going to become an instrument of torture after a few hours of riding? Are we all just masochists who enjoy the feeling of our skin being slowly flayed off by a piece of leather and metal? I mean, seriously, who designed these things? Did they have a personal vendetta against cyclists backsides? And dont even get me started on the solutions that are supposed to alleviate saddle soreness - gel inserts, padded shorts, and all that nonsense. Theyre just band-aids on a bullet wound.
Can anyone explain to me why, despite all the advancements in technology and materials science, we still havent figured out how to make a saddle that doesnt feel like a medieval torture device after a few hours of riding? Is it really that hard to design something that distributes pressure evenly and doesnt cause long-term damage to our poor, abused backsides? And whats with all the break-in nonsense? You know, the idea that our bodies just need to get used to the saddle, like its some kind of sadistic hazing ritual. Newsflash: our bodies dont get used to being abused, they just adapt to the pain and suffer in silence.
And dont even get me started on the long-term effects of all this saddle-induced suffering. I mean, were talking about permanent nerve damage, chronic pain, and all sorts of other delightful consequences. Is it really worth it? Are the fleeting joys of cycling really worth the lifetime of misery that comes with it? I mean, I guess thats a question for each individual to answer, but seriously, cant we just have a saddle that doesnt hate us? Is that too much to ask?
Can anyone explain to me why, despite all the advancements in technology and materials science, we still havent figured out how to make a saddle that doesnt feel like a medieval torture device after a few hours of riding? Is it really that hard to design something that distributes pressure evenly and doesnt cause long-term damage to our poor, abused backsides? And whats with all the break-in nonsense? You know, the idea that our bodies just need to get used to the saddle, like its some kind of sadistic hazing ritual. Newsflash: our bodies dont get used to being abused, they just adapt to the pain and suffer in silence.
And dont even get me started on the long-term effects of all this saddle-induced suffering. I mean, were talking about permanent nerve damage, chronic pain, and all sorts of other delightful consequences. Is it really worth it? Are the fleeting joys of cycling really worth the lifetime of misery that comes with it? I mean, I guess thats a question for each individual to answer, but seriously, cant we just have a saddle that doesnt hate us? Is that too much to ask?